Frankenstein
Twiztid / Blaze Lyrics

Frankenstein!
Calling himself Frankenstein, a creation of a mastermind, indicating he is not a clone.

I'm not a clone, I'm a Frankenstein
He is not a copy, but instead an original creation with a unique face, soul and rhyme.

Created through the visions of a mastamind
He was created through the vision of a brilliant mind.

This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine
He owns his face, soul and rhyme, and they are all unique to him.

But ya'll don't notice
People don't appreciate his uniqueness and instead label him as a clone.

So what if I use jumper cables to kick start this retard
He will use any means necessary to get ahead in the music industry.

And his brother in this music game of street smarts?
His fellow musician is also street smart and experienced in the music industry.

Bitch, we been doing this since '93
They have been in the music industry since 1993.

Ten years in this so called industry
They have been in the music industry for 10 years.

What I see is so many stars sucking dick
He sees many famous musicians only doing what is popular to get ahead.

What we be is something that's truly flipping the script
Their music is unique and different from the popular mainstream music.

What ya'll know is only what they provide you with
People only know what the mainstream music industry chooses to show them.

A song is a song even if you call it a hit
All songs are equal, regardless of their popularity.

My face is my property, painted up or not
His face is his unique property and he can choose to paint it up or not.

Wearing a mask, whatever I have or have not
He may also choose to wear a mask or not, it is up to him.

We come as an extension of who I be, ain't nobody writing raps for me
Their music is an extension of who they are, and nobody else writes their lyrics for them.

And basically we put in mad work for the little that we've obtained
They have worked hard to achieve their current level of success.

Ain't no plaques covering my wall with my name
They do not have any awards or accolades to show for their hard work.

But my ever growing family is spreading in mass
Their fanbase continues to grow and spread.

Enough to scare the shit out of your playa hating ass
Their success may intimidate their haters.

And you still wanna call me a clone?
Despite their uniqueness, people still label them as clones.

"We've finally done it"
A line referencing Frankenstein, indicating their music is unique and monstrous.

People, the panic's kinda wide spread
People are panicked and concerned about the current state of music.

I'm shedding skins like chameleons just to keep up my disguises
He changes his appearance often to keep up with the changing trends in the music industry.

Now I'm hearing that this is the only reason that the people play me
He is concerned that people only listen to his music because of his image, not his talent.

But they really hate me when my make-up's off
People may not appreciate his true self when his makeup and image are stripped away.

You sound soft, goo
He is unimpressed by those who talk behind his back and talk poorly of him.

And I'ma put it in the words of the B.I., then maybe you will realize
He will explain it in a way that people will understand and respect.

This ain't a game, and I ain't a clone, it ain't the fame it's the microphone
He is not just playing a game, but is a unique artist and musician, and his talent is in the microphone.

And all the family I've obtained over the years who representing for the same fears
His fanbase is like a family, and they all share similar fears and experiences.

You keep hating and disrespecting
Those who continue to hate and disrespect him.

Violent J put us up on the grind and said "You gotta keep an axe in your waist at all times, and it's a whole lot of people that's just looking to side, so don't worry about the haters, you just bring it from withinside."
His associate gave him advice to always be prepared for danger, and not to worry about the haters, but to focus on his own inner strength.

So this soul, this song, this rhyme, is the soul of your very own Frankenstein
His music, soul and rhyme are unique and monstrous, like Frankenstein.

If they're both clones, what the fuck am I?
If his counterparts are clones, he is asking what that makes him.

A painted dead body soaked in clone's formaldehyde?
He is questioning if he is a lifeless copy created by others' ideas.

Known to sway your eye and straight knock out teeth
He is known to be impressive and powerful, and has the ability to knock people down.

And bring the heat to your zone, leaving ya to smoke in the street
When he performs, he brings intense energy and leaves people in awe.

Knocking the beats, knocking the throw, knocking your door off the hinges
He knocks everything out of the way with his powerful music and performance.

Fuck you bitches and all you haters laying on the floor
He has no patience or respect for those who hate and disrespect him.

Fuck what you know, I play a base for a haters domes and telephone poles because I'm out cold
He is brushing off the haters, and will continue to play his music with passion and intensity.

Colton the undying, Blaze ya dead, you know the rest
He is known by his stage name, Colton the undying, and Blaze ya dead is his fellow musician.

And it's a mothafucking shame to catch a bullet in your chest
It is sad and unfortunate to be shot and killed for expressing oneself.

For some shit you said when you was high and thugging
People may die for expressing themselves and their beliefs, even if it was said in the past when they were high or under the influence.

Light a gas in your face, and look who ain't saying nothing
Those who talk badly about others may not be able to handle retaliation and are afraid when it happens.

You's a fake yourself, and fuck your wealth
Those who hate and disrespect others are fake and their wealth does not make them better or more talented than anyone else.

And fucking with a Frankenstein is bad for your health
Messing with someone as powerful and unique as him may have consequences for one's health.

And you can put it on my casket and my fan bases
He stands by his beliefs, even in death, and his fans support him in this.

This forty, these nuts, and our painted faces
This line is unclear in meaning, it may be referencing their signature drink, their masculinity or their unique image.

[Chorus:Repeat x2]
The chorus repeats twice, cementing the powerful message of the song.